Cover page! One day I might go back through and re-paint all the covers. That actually sounds soothing.
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Page: FT01_03
The man keeps the baby’s attention as she sniffles and chews her hand.
“Sometimes they were shy, hiding from humans, or watching them from far away. Sometimes, they were worshipped as gods or spirits by the humans who were familiar with them because of their magic.”
The baby reaches out. He gently lifts her into his lap. The mother allows it, watching him with guarded surprise. He glances at her with an understanding smile.
“And many times, they lived together peacefully, helping one another as neighbors… or even friends.”
As he speaks, storybook-style images rise: faerie folk and humans exchanging gifts, living side by side, sharing magic in soft vignettes.
Cover page! One day I might go back through and re-paint all the covers. That actually sounds soothing.
Click here for the screen reader transcript
Page: FT01_03
The man keeps the baby’s attention as she sniffles and chews her hand.
“Sometimes they were shy, hiding from humans, or watching them from far away. Sometimes, they were worshipped as gods or spirits by the humans who were familiar with them because of their magic.”
The baby reaches out. He gently lifts her into his lap. The mother allows it, watching him with guarded surprise. He glances at her with an understanding smile.
“And many times, they lived together peacefully, helping one another as neighbors… or even friends.”
As he speaks, storybook-style images rise: faerie folk and humans exchanging gifts, living side by side, sharing magic in soft vignettes.